More than this... what is so special about organic life? Often people insist that there is a fundamental difference between organic life and computers (aside from the tautologically true I mean)... but I myself don't see it. I think the only way to consider humans 'so special' is to not think... but perhaps that's just me.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
